City Exchange Life Club

The sky is low, and the thunder dragon is surging.

The sky pulled into the distance from the earth.

Yuan Chen was locked by the will of Heaven and had nowhere to hide.

In the sea of ​​thunder, it is like a flat boat.

May be engulfed by thunder at any time.

"Master!" Qin Tian roared with red eyes.

Yuan Chen looked at him: "Master will not die, you can only rely on yourself in the future. As long as you live, there will be a day for you and me to meet again."

"Master!" Qin Tian had already burst into tears.

Yuan Chen looked at Zhao Yan: "Shuzi, die!"

Since he has already taken action, he must bear the consequences of attracting Tiandao's attention anyway.

Then he would naturally kill Yan Zhong for Qin Tian.

He only had one last shot left.

But, that's enough.

Divine transformation in a mere form, turning the palm of your hand can destroy it!

Yuan Chen grabbed it in the air, grabbed a roaming thunder dragon with one hand, and slapped Zhao Yan.

"Hold!"

Zhao Yan scolded, turned into a streamer and quickly retreated, and at the same time sacrificed a dragon scale.

He was very fortunate, fortunately, he used the excuse of his daughter's birth to ask Zhulong for another dragon scale.

Wouldn't it be cold today?

After I go back, I have to visit Senior Zhulong again.

boom!

Yuan Chen's blow was blocked by the dragon scales.

At the same time, the dragon scales also shattered in an instant.

"The true dragon of the Golden Fairyland... No, it is the evil dragon, who are you!" Yuan Chen's pupils suddenly shrank into needle eyes, and he asked with horror on his face.

But he couldn't wait for an answer. The thundering dragon kept smashing down, Yuan Chen's remnant soul was seriously injured and he was kicked out of the Yunhua Realm, and he disappeared since then.

Fortunately, this is only a Middle Thousand World. If it is the Heavenly Dao of Daqian World, Yuan Chen will not be kicked out after being seriously injured, but will be turned into ashes directly.

The thunderclouds dissipated, but the sky was still clear.

But at that moment, all the monks in the Yunhua Realm could feel the anger of the sky.

"Master!!!"

Qin Tianhong roared with eyes wide open.

Then he turned into a sword light and fled.

He wants to live, he has to live!

"Your master failed to kill me, then it's your turn to die." Zhao Yan smiled wickedly.

With a wave of his sleeve robe, thousands of sword lights emerged, and tens of thousands of sword shadows of all kinds blocked the sky.

Then it fell like a curtain of rain.

Qin Tian roared and could only fight head-on.

But Zhao Yan's attack was like an ocean wave, one wave after another, continuously falling towards Qin Tian.

"You are very strong, it's a pity that you met me."

"In terms of opening and hanging, you still can't do it."

While Zhao Yan was talking, he held up the Tianqing Furnace with one hand, the surface of the stove was surrounded by thunder, and there were faint beast roars, and then the Tianqing Furnace came out of his hand.

Flying in the air, it instantly became countless times larger, just like a thunderball hanging above the sky, and it radiated thunder to block this small piece of heaven and earth.

Then, roar! ! !

The one-legged Kui Niu, like a hill, rushed out of the stove with lightning and thunder, and rushed towards Qin Tian.

boom!

Qin Tian was directly knocked out, and then Kui Niu opened his **** mouth and swallowed it raw.

This **** is a bit unbearable.

"Hiccup~"

Kui Niu also burped mischievously.

Zhao Yan made a move, and the Tianqing Furnace flew back to his hand.

"Go in." Zhao Yan looked at Kui Niu and said.

Kui Niu didn't want to go in: "Isn't that purple-haired monster here? I think you need a mount."

Because he had a fight with Xiao Zi when he was captured by Zhao Yan, he is still holding revenge.

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I don't want to ride you." Zhao Yan shook his head.

The one-eyed on Kui Niu's forehead blinked: "Is it because you feel insulting me too much? Yes, I am the spirit of the fairy, and the purple-haired monster is a beast. I am very happy for your respect for me, but in other words..."

"Don't make up your mind, I don't want to ride you because you're too ugly, and I don't look in the mirror. Is one eye and one foot beautiful? Riding you out, I'm afraid the villagers will laugh at you." Zhao Yan interrupted rudely took him.

Kui Niu: "..."

The expression on his face instantly stiffened.

Happiness just disappears so easily.

"I'm joking." Zhao Yan laughed.

Kui Niu also laughed: "Hahaha, I knew, how could I be ugly."

"I'm not afraid of the people in the village laughing at you, but I'm afraid that the dogs in the village will laugh at me!" Zhao Yan said.

Kui Niu's laughter stopped abruptly, and he said silently: "I'm not a human, you are a real dog, I still have to learn from you in terms of being a beast."

After speaking, he flew directly into the sky blue furnace.

The outside aesthetic is too distorted.

Still warmer in the stove.

It was autistic, and since then suffered from Yuyu syndrome.

Zhao Yan flew to Sima's house.

Sima Xia was dead, and he was going to announce the good news.

Ah, no, he was going to pay a funeral.

However, he still couldn't figure out why Yuan Chen, a divine beast of the Phoenix clan, was struck by lightning from the sky?

Mingmingyao can be unscrupulous in the lower realm.

When Yao comes back, I will ask her.

…………

Sima's family is in the south of Yancheng.

It is a big force closest to the Yan family.

Therefore, the two sides will marry and have many contacts.

After Zhao Yan arrived at Sima's house, his future father-in-law, Sima Dao, the head of the Sima family, came to greet him in person.

"Uncle Yan is here, and my little nephew has lost his way to welcome him. I hope you will forgive me." Sima Dao's face was full of enthusiasm.

Zhao Yan's face was solemn: "Nephew, I have unfortunate news to tell you this time."

"Uncle, please come in and talk about what's going on." Sima Dao didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

Zhao Yan followed him to the main hall.

Sima Dao ordered the servant to serve tea.

Zhao Yan sighed: "You don't have to serve the tea, the old man is not in the mood to drink it, so let's talk about it first, nephew, but you have to be mentally prepared."

"Uncle, please tell me." Seeing Zhao Yan's appearance, Sima Dao couldn't help but be suspicious.

What the **** is going on here?

Zhao Yan took a deep breath, and then said with a sad face: "Brother Sima, he... has fallen."

"What!" Sima Dao stood up instantly, his face full of disbelief: "Could it be that my uncle is teasing my little nephew?"

"If your nephew doesn't believe it, go see Brother Sima's soul lamp." Zhao Yan said with a sigh.

The direct line members of this kind of family usually leave a soul lamp in the ancestral hall, and the lamp goes out when the person dies.

Sima Dao ran out without saying a word.

"Master! My master! Woohoo..."

Soon, a woman's cry came.

Sima Dao's eyes were red and he helped a woman with a charming charm and walked in, followed by a group of the second and third generations of the Sima family's sorrowful children.

Obviously, Sima Dao has confirmed Sima Xia's death and notified the other core members.

"I also hope that my uncle will tell me how my master fell." The beautiful woman who was supported by Sima Dao walked to Zhao Yan and said choked up.

This is Sima Xia's wife.

The old mistress of the Sima family.

On the surface, she looks in her twenties or thirties, with a sideburn that is common among women, pear blossoms with rain, soft and weak, almond eyes full of sadness, red lips clenched tightly with tears, and a long red dress wrapped in heavy clothes. The conscience is deep and looming, and at the same time, the skirt is also tied with a slender waist, and the curve is beautiful.

From the first time he saw her, Zhao Yan felt that he had the responsibility and obligation to take good care of his sister-in-law.

After all, Sima Xia died to help him, so how could he let his sister-in-law stand alone in the empty room?

Does he still have a conscience?

Is he still a man?

Zhao Yan got up, sighed, and said with a face full of reproach: "It's all because of me. Brother Sima was supposed to help me deal with Qin Tian, ​​but I didn't expect Qin Tian's master to have a deep cultivation base, so brother Sima suffered like this."

Many people in the Sima family actually didn't believe this, but it was meaningless to study it carefully now.

They will have to rely on the help of the Yan family in the future, otherwise the enemies of the Sima family will definitely come to seek revenge.

Naturally, he would not offend the Yan family at this time.

So what Zhao Yan said, they had to believe it.

"Woo woo... my master..." Mrs. Sima started to cry again, that was really pity for me.

If Mrs. Yan's first impression is coquettish and coquettish, then Mrs. Sima is dignified and beautiful.

The atmosphere in the main hall was very solemn and painful.

Zhao Yan hurriedly supported Mrs. Sima, and said with concern: "Brother Sima has gone, sister-in-law must take care of her health, sister-in-law, rest assured, brother Sima was killed to help me, and from now on, the affairs of the Sima family will be mine. I will definitely take good care of his family and sister-in-law for Brother Sima."

"Uncle has a heart, and Master Quanxia will die without regret if he knows it." Mrs. Sima murmured.

If Sima Xia knew about it, I'm afraid he would be so angry that he would come to life overnight.

Zhao Yan said righteously: "Brother Sima is as kind to me as a mountain, and I am even more sympathetic to him. I will take care of his funeral to ensure the scenery is beautiful."

"How is this appropriate, the funeral of my father should naturally be handled by the descendants of us, how can I trouble you, Uncle Yan." Sima Dao said quickly.

Zhao Yan was very firm: "Needless to say, Brother Sima was in trouble because he helped me. If I don't let me handle his funeral, my conscience will be uneasy!"

"Kao'er, since uncle said it, then listen to uncle. Your father is dead, and you will treat your uncle as your own father in the future." Madam Sima said with a choked sobs.

She is also thinking of the Sima family, and is pulling in the relationship between Zhao Yan and the Sima family.

From now on, the Sima family will be completely covered by the Yan family.

The corners of Sima Dao's mouth twitched, Yan Zhong wanted to marry his daughter, and he wanted to treat Yan Zhong like his own father. This generation was out of whack, but now he could only obediently agree: "Yes, all children listen to their mothers."

"I'll go down and rest first. You treat Uncle Yan's family well, and your father's funeral is up to him." After Mrs. Sima finished speaking, she nodded slightly to Zhao Yan, then wiped away her tears, and was supported by the maid to turn around and leave.

She was supported, and her body was slightly bent. From the back, the outline of the buttocks under the skirt was very obvious.

Zhao Yan will silently support her behind her.

Well, the point is behind.

Sima Dao bowed his hands to Zhao Yan: "Then I will trouble you uncle for your father's funeral."

"It should be." Zhao Yan replied.

Brother Sima, don't worry.

I will keep your wife.

He felt that this was worthy of Sima Xia.

He was almost moved by his own righteousness.

[Author's digression]: This chapter has 3,000 words, and there are still 7,000 words in the afternoon. Continue daily, and ask for the support of banknotes! Don't keep books! Be sure to keep reading!